The New York Times by Stephen Holden

Neon Bull is a profound reflection on the intersection of the human and bestial.

Village Voice by Alan Scherstuhl

No matter how rigorously worked out each shot and its action might be, Neon Bull always honors the chaotic looseness of everyday living — the way that, unlike in the movies, few of the moments we inhabit seem to be about just one thing.

IndieWire by Eric Kohn

Lyrically involving and deeply sensual, Neon Bull showcases a full-bodied artist in command of his form.

Slant Magazine by Chuck Bowen

Everything in the film is understood to be a subsumed sex act, with actual sex serving as a contextualizing catharsis.

The Globe and Mail (Toronto) by Barry Hertz

The film is filthy with nuanced moments of fierce, sweaty intimacy, all shot with a precise eye for detail. At the very least, it will make you rethink your next rodeo.

The Playlist by Katie Walsh

Mascaro’s film is an auspicious, original, and absorbing work that thrills with its look into this little-seen world and the dreamers that inhabit it.

Variety by Peter Debruge

Neon Bull keeps a cinematic distance at nearly all times, seldom moving in for closeups and allowing most scenes to play out in a single shot. Whether his subjects are shoveling manure or showering down afterward, Mascaro prefers to celebrate these figures in their physical entirety.

The Hollywood Reporter by Boyd van Hoeij

Instead of a straightforward narrative arc for the small cast of characters, the film -- gorgeously shot and framed by Cemetery of Splendor cinematographer Diego Garcia -- combines a documentary-like look at their everyday lives with a fascinating if not entirely clear-cut exploration of body and gender issues.

CineVue by John Bleasdale

Although the narrative risks becoming arbitrarily episodic towards the end, Neon Bull is a genuine celebration of its characters and their grounded physical life as well as their obstinate ability to dream.

Los Angeles Times by Noel Murray

The languid pace and barnyard earthiness won't be to everybody's taste, but it's hard to deny Mascaro's vision. Where some look at a rodeo and see sweat and dirt, he sees a poignant struggle, which he illustrates meticulously.

The A.V. Club by Mike D'Angelo

Writer-director Gabriel Mascaro doesn’t really have a story to tell about these folks, but he does have a wealth of almost documentary-style detail to share, plus style to burn, and that’s nearly enough.

RogerEbert.com by Godfrey Cheshire

The latest example of what I call an emperor’s-new-clothes film is Neon Bull.